Farmer of Shu Han

"What are you doing?" Feng Yong asked strangely, "Come here."

"Yes, my lord."

There was a sound like a mosquito, if it wasn't quiet at night, and there were only Feng Yong and Amei in the room, I'm afraid Feng Yong wouldn't be able to hear what Amei was saying.

"Hurry up! Finish it early, I have to go to bed early."

Seeing that Amei agreed, but was still standing motionless in the shadow cast by the candle, Feng Yong couldn't help urging.

Ah Mei gave another extremely low "um", and then slowly moved over in small steps.

"What's the matter? The injury on the foot is serious again?"

Seeing Amei walking as slowly as a tortoise, Feng Yong couldn't help but feel a little worried. This is a talent, but what happened?

"Thank you... Thank you, Lord, for your concern. It's not a big problem anymore."

Amei who came to the front shook her head after hearing Feng Yong's words.

"No, just sit down."

Feng Yong pointed to the stool not far from him, and at the same time he noticed what Amei was holding in his arms, it seemed to be... a pillow? And that white thing, it seems to be white cloth, right?

What the hell?

"What are you bringing this for?"

Feng Yong pointed to the things in her arms and asked curiously.

"Ah?" Amei raised her head slightly after hearing Feng Yong's question, glanced at Feng Yong quickly, then lowered her head in fright, and said, "My lord... didn't you tell me to arrive at night?" Come inside?"

"I asked you to come to the house, but if you can read, why don't you bring a wooden plank and a pillow? I want to sleep at night..."

When Feng Yong said this, he suddenly stopped talking.

Fuck!

Feng Tubie roared in his heart, if he didn't react at this time, he was really a pig!

Thinking of Zhao Guang's weird smile and what he said during the day, and then thinking of Wang Xun's nodding in agreement, damn it, so these two guys are talking about this?

"Literacy?"

Amei over there has raised her head in a daze, looking at Feng Yong.

Otherwise what do you think?

The corners of Feng Yong's mouth twitched, so you think so too?

Even at night, even if the candles are dimly lit, one can still see the originally red face suddenly turn pale, and then suddenly return to blood red...

The blood circulation is really fast.

Feng Yong didn't know what else to say besides thinking about this sentence in his mind at this time.

I am afraid that the world will suddenly be quiet.

At this time, there was a strange silence between the master and the servant, the kind of dead silence.

"Master...Master...Master, servant...servant..."

Amei finally opened her mouth, but after stammering for a long time, she couldn't get out a complete sentence.

"Forget it, you put the things back first and then come back."

Feng Yong patted his forehead, took a deep breath, and said.

I feel so tired!

Touching his chest, he jumped a little fast, not panic, but inexplicable excitement?

Because he suddenly felt that men in this era are so happy!

According to the usual practice, the room of the personal maid is next to the master, and after only a few breaths, Amei came back, still holding something in her arms, but it was replaced with a few wooden boards for writing.

Once in and out, although his face was still blushing, it could be seen that his emotions had finally calmed down a bit.

"Sit first."

Feng Yong adjusted his breathing and said again.

Seeing that Amei was sitting on half of her buttocks, and her body was still sideways, Feng Yong couldn't help but cursed again: "Why do you sit so far away? If you sit well, how can you attend class?"

"yes."

Amy moved her body.

"turn around."

"yes."

He moved again.

When the body was swaying, a vague fragrance drifted by, and when I smelled it suddenly, the fragrance was refreshing, and then gently stroked the tip of my heart like a feather.

The scent is nice, but a bit weird.

Feng Yong shrugged his nose and looked at Amei suspiciously. The scent seemed to come from her.

"Didn't I teach you a few nights ago?" Feng Yong had nothing to say, "I called you here tonight just to check how you've learned."

"Return to the master, I have finished memorizing."

Seeing that Feng Yong really wanted to teach her how to read, Amei felt a little disappointed, but at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and answered.

"Finished?"

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still a little surprised when I heard that Amei had already memorized the pinyin, "Can you write it?"

"Yes."

"Come back and let me listen."

"Ah... oh..."

It came out very smoothly.

"Write it and I'll take a look."

Feng Yong handed over the pen and asked Amei to write silently on the wooden board she brought.

Ah Mei writes with a brush, but she can only pick it up and write it out, but the font is still a bit distorted.

But Feng Yong didn't ask too much, anyway, his level of writing brush is not much different from Amei's, as long as he can recognize what it is.

He's not a calligrapher, and he doesn't want to practice that - he doesn't want to show his handwriting to others, but the letters he writes to others are basically written by Li Yi and Zhao Guang.

Ah Mei held the brush vigorously, her wrist trembling slightly, and she tried her best to write on the wooden board.

The smell of ink in the room mixed with the scent of her body, making it even more weird.

For a while, the room was quiet again.

Feng Yong looked aside for a while, his eyes fell on Amei's face, and then on Amei's neck.

This girl is really a good material for learning. Although she was a little embarrassed at the beginning, once it comes to learning, she enters the state quickly and looks focused.

Speaking of which, apart from the fact that she was able to enter the mansion to work in the first place because there was a Han adult who could speak Chinese, her appearance also played a large part in the reason.

I remember that when the housekeeper Uncle Zhao selected good people, he reported to Feng Yong that this Ah Mei was a little black, but his appearance was outstanding.

Feng Yong didn't care about it at first, but when he thought about it, it's normal for people from Nanzhong to have dark skin. After all, they spend a long time in the sun and the sun's rays are strong.

Even Li Yi, who has stayed in Nanzhong for a long time, isn't he darker than the people in Jincheng?

Besides, this Ah Mei is just a servant of the family, so she should not have much to do with him.

Later, when she became his personal maid, she noticed her skin, and there was a little curiosity in her heart, and she didn't know whether she was born with dark skin or was it tanned by the sun?

Now after careful observation, one thing is finally confirmed, the reason why this girl's grandmother can be seen by the Han people must be a beauty, and she can't be dark-skinned, otherwise Amei's adult would not be able to do it .

It's the same even if you turn off the lights and close your eyes - but don't forget that Amei's adult and her aunt have lived together for so many years, this is not justified by dewy marriage.

After Amei left Nanzhong, she stayed in Jincheng for a while, and then followed her to Hanzhong. Although she was a maidservant, she didn't have the strong sunlight from Nanzhong, and she didn't have to work hard every day to make a living. , she has inherited good genes, and she has become more and more juicy.

No wonder Zhao Guang misunderstood once when he was selecting the Qiang girl in Yang'an Pass, and said at that time that the Qiang girl must be inferior to Ah Mei.

It was probably because Amei was always by his side, but I hadn't noticed her changes the least.

Looking at it carefully now, although her skin is still darker than that of Han women, she can already be regarded as beautiful.

It can be foreseen that in a few days, not to mention Qiang women, even Han women, I am afraid that there will not be many people who can compare with her.

Tut tut! Could it be that the genes of mixed blood really have some advantages over ordinary people?

This girl has a strong brain and looks beautiful, but it's a pity that she came from a poor background.

Ah Mei heard her lord slapped her mouth a few times, and finally couldn't help but looked up slightly, and found that the lord was looking straight at her, she was a little flustered at the moment, she shook her hand, and wrote a letter wrong.

She gave a soft "ah" and looked at Feng Yong in panic, only to see that the lord didn't care, and quickly changed it.

Looking up twice in a row, as well as the amorous expression of the inadvertent eye movement, Feng Yong couldn't help shaking.

Swallowing his saliva, he wondered what was going on, anyway, he was also a person who had been wallowing in sensuality, why did he feel that he was easily aroused tonight.

Looking at Ah Mei again, I just feel that slightly flushed face is even more attractive.

Or... just push the boat along with the current and make mistakes?

Such a thought suddenly came to Feng Yong's mind, and he swallowed again, feeling a little ready to move.

The Schoolgirl in the Secret Chamber. AVI?

"My lord, the servant girl has finished writing."

Just as Feng Yong was tossing between beasts and beasts, Ah Mei suddenly said this and brought his mind back.

"Oh, oh, let me see."

Feng Yong settled his mind, and reached out to take the wooden plank.

Very good, although the writing is a bit ugly, but it is all written correctly after all.

"This is a thousand-character text with good pronunciation. Take it and learn it when you have time. I will check it in a few days. If you can't spell it, ask Gouzi, he can read it."

Feng Yong handed over a roll of bamboo slips, which contained the phonetic version of the thousand-character text he carefully wrote, and it was the first version in this world. Of course, it was only a part.

Although the Hanyu Pinyin was originally born to eliminate Chinese characters. But what I have to admit is that it is indeed a great tool for recognizing and reading characters.

The ancient Fanqie reading method is actually to use two characters that can be read, take the initial consonant of the first one, and take the final consonant of the second one, and read them together.

On the other hand, Hanyu Pinyin directly systematizes the initials and finals. This has nothing to do with the difference in pronunciation between ancient Chinese and modern Chinese. As long as you find the correct initials and finals, you can basically spell them out.

As for the ones that can't be spelled out, just cut the sound again. Anyway, didn't you learn to read and read like this before? Besides, Feng Yong hasn't encountered a word that he can't spell yet.

Ah Mei didn't dare to take it, she looked at the bamboo slip in Feng Yong's hand with some timidity, "My lord, this is too precious, I dare not take it."

Of course it is precious. If this thing can be preserved for future generations, it will be a precious cultural heritage by how many years ahead.

But now...

"Tell you to take it, just take it, where is there so much nonsense?"

Feng Yong pretended to be evil and said.

How do I know how it works if you don't use it? How do I know if there is a problem and whether to modify it?

"Thank you...thank you, my lord."

Ah Mei didn't dare to disobey Feng Yong's wishes, and finally took the bamboo slips.

With a wave of his hand, Feng Yong began to chase people away: "Okay, I'll be here first tonight. You go back first."

"Yes, my lord."

Ah Mei held the wooden board and bamboo slips and gave a blessing.

"By the way, your fragrance smells very good. What kind of spices do you use?"

Just when Amei walked to the door, Feng Yong's nose was still filled with a faintly seductive smell, and finally he couldn't help asking curiously.

Feng Yongben asked casually, but he didn't expect that Ah Mui would be taken aback. With a "boom", the things in his arms fell off.

"Master...Master," Amei turned around, her voice had a hint of crying, "I'm sorry, Master, the servant girl was rude."

As long as this girl looks like this, there must be something wrong.

Feng Yong chuckled, no wonder he finds Amei so attractive tonight, the original problem lies in the fragrance.

"Pick it up first. Take your time, what's the matter? I remember you never used spices before."

"Yes." Amei bent down to pick up the dropped things, then lowered her head and said, "This spice was passed down by my mother to my maidservant, and she said that it can only be put on if there is someone else. My mother wiped it back then. This spice, this is the one that is good for adults."

Feng Tubie's eyes widened all of a sudden!

Aphrodisiac perfume?

Awesome!

Oh, no, it's not a perfume, but even if it's a spice, it's just as awesome!

"Recipe, do you have it?"

Feng Yong blurted out all of a sudden.

Get it, you must get it!

Looking at Amei with burning eyes, this girl is a treasure! Definitely a big baby!

The butler Uncle Zhao's eyesight is simply amazing!

"What recipe?"

Amei, who was pregnant with a huge treasure, was at a loss and asked a question.

"A recipe for spices."

"Yes, but there are no herbs here, and the servant girl can't make them now."

Only then did Feng Yong realize that Amei could not read at all, even if she had a recipe, she couldn't write it out.

"Where?"

"Nanzhong."

"Do you know the names of those herbs?"

Feng Yong asked unwillingly.

"Yes... I'm sorry, my lord, but the servant girl doesn't know."

Obviously Feng Yong was coveting her treasure, but Amei seemed to have done something wrong, as if she was sorry for Feng Yong because she couldn't name the herbal medicine.

"Okay, does anyone know this formula?"

"No more. This was matched by my mother back then."

It's confirmed, Amei definitely inherited her mother's excellent genes.

I really want to see what kind of woman Ah Mui's mother is?

"It's fine if you don't have it. You can't tell anyone about this recipe except yourself, you know?"

"Yes, by your lord's order."

Although the lord's order was very strange, Ah Mui complied.

Looking at Amei's slender body, Feng Yong once again had an idea, if it really didn't work, he took her into the room?

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Yong rarely stayed in bed and did not get up early to exercise.

When he woke up, it was nearly an hour later than usual.

Is Amei's feet still healthy? When he limped in with water and prepared to serve him, Feng Yong refused. He is not a person who has degenerated into a person who is too lazy to move his limbs. Although he is used to Amei's service on weekdays , but the ability to do it yourself is still there.

"Huh? I've seen Guan Niang."

Amei, who came out of Feng Yong's room, saw someone she didn't expect, it was Guan Ji who had rushed back from the journey, and hurriedly saluted and said hello.

"You don't need to be too polite, this Feng Langjun, hasn't gotten up yet?"

"It's already up, why don't the servants go and report it."

"No, you go down first."

Guan Ji waved her hand.

"yes."

Seeing Amei's weird walking posture, and thinking that she just came out of Feng Yong's house, Guan Ji's expression was a little uncertain.